* * My Aural Obsession * *

There is a certain plaintive song, from a seventies-era prog-rock band that is much better known for intense major chord bombast and eye-bleeding intensity than slow, emotional ballads. (Think of their early signature piece: “21st Century Schizoid Man”!) But I’ve been a stressed puppy this year. I love King Crimson when they rock their brains out, but I needed the soothing strains of this calm-inducing love letter to the Italian island of Sardinia. I needed it so much, it played it again and again in a repetition approximating a mantra. I think I have developed some strong neural pathways that merge this ode to nature with my unconscious mind. For the rest of my life, when I need to go to my “happy place”, I will now know where to go.

Earth, stream and treeencircled by seawaves sweep the sand

from my island.

.

My sunsets fade
field and glade
wait only for rain
grain after grain
love erodes my

Wow- you have to rain on my parade, huh? Well, to each their own. I LOVE Mel Collins saxophone work on this track and if you stopped listening to King Crimson back then friend you MISSED OUT on at least one of the greatest progressive rock albums of all time: DISCIPLINE. You are only shortchanging yourself with this attitude.